It's the Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown

It's that time of the year again when the air takes on the crisp, musty scent of fall, the leaves begin rotting in the gutters and everyone slyly stops picking up after their dog because they figure it's going to snow soon anyway. The big questions though, are who is throwing the party and what are YOU going to be for Halloween this year? Start planning now, be something great even those of you who think dressing up is lame, (you know who you are). I know someone who might have some excellent tips on how to be a realistic cadaver, complete with the soft whiff of formaldehyde.

Flat Philip

Once upon a time, in a land far, far away there lived a tribe of paper people called the Flat Max's. It all began with some butcher paper, scissors and a 4 year-olds idea of companionship. You see, people need good friends and they need to be loved. We started out with a flat Max which led to a flat Philip which then led to flat Tiffany to keep him company. She got curly hair and a tattoo along the way, but it goes well with Philip's bloodshot eyes. These are the things you do to keep entertained when you're up in the Brooks Range, 250 miles from the nearest television, but with all the Maker's Mark, Gentlemen Jacks and quality friends a person could ever need. Good times...

Don't eat me

a poem by Emily Dickinson

The mushroom is the elf of plants,

At evening it is not;

At morning in a truffled hut

It stops upon a spot

As if it tarried always;

And yet its whole career

Is shorter than a snake's delay,

And fleeter than a tare.

'Tis vegetation's juggler,

The germ of alibi;

Doth like a bubble antedate,

And like a bubble hie.

I feel as if the grass were pleased

To have it intermit;

The surreptitious scion

Of summer's circumspect.

Had nature any outcast face,

Could she a son condemn,

Had nature an Iscariot,

That mushroom,--it is him.

What is the inferior attchement of the serratus posterior superior muscle?

I know you have all been dying to know the answer to this question. And guess what? I am going to tell you. It is the superior border of the 2nd to 4th ribs. Yes, I did have to look in my notes to answer that. There is so much to memorize, that nothing seems to be sticking. Needless to say, I am at school studying and needing a little momentary distraction. The blog is probably going to go downhill now that I spend so much time with my computer doing nerdy science stuff. I will be poluting you with uncreative, boring, science facts.

Mark, I know you are thinking of your factoid about the female brain ("That's science"). Just let it go, okay?

Girdwood Expatriates

We will continue to spam this blog and I hope all of my fellow Girdwood Expatriates will do the same. I just want to live the dream man!

Each night before bed we tell Clarity stories of Girdwood. We tell her about the mountains and the glaciers, we tell her about the yummy sweet potatoe fries and we tell her all about the superheros that live there. She wants to be your friend!

What not to say to your friendly, neighborhood barista

Working at my new job at the UAA Perk in the University Center, here are some of the more witty comments made by staff and students who frequent my little coffee kiosk. Like a bartender, inappropriate disclosure is only one of the many risks my chosen profession subjects me to.

1. I like my coffee like I like my woman; hot and black.

2. Hi, can I have a tall vanilla latte? ( I just said how are you, big mistake) My wife's cheating on me, she's taking the house, the kids and my life is over. Thanks, bye. Have a nice day! (I'm left needing closure!)

3. So, what do you think about suicide? (while I'm making his drink) I had a friend commit suicide and I just never saw it coming. I met Luke Wilson, (Owen Wilson's brother who supposedly tried to slit his wrists) and he seemed like a great guy, why would his brother want to kill himself? Thanks, bye!

What I've learned so far is it's best to ask a person how they are doing that morning, not how they are doing in general. Even just sticking to the present day events can bring on information that I could have done without, but I guess sometimes people just need to be heard and feel listened to. I can't think of anything I would rather be doing for $8.50/hour, plus tips of course. I am a psyc major after all so I could probably use all of this in my upcoming thesis.
Don't forget to tip your coffee girl!!

It's our Anniversary!

Four years of bliss. I love you Philip and I think you are hot!

Hero shit

Hero shit, originally uploaded by katemohatt.

Dan and Sean saving the forests from a firey doom...

Bring it

Johnny G has respectfully requested that his homecoming party also be his birthday party so he can have three this year, (Iniakuk, Girdwood and SF w/Ang). Also, since there is no such thing as Saturday, September 7, 2007 and John flies home Saturday at 3p, it's actually on Friday, Sept. 7th, whoops. Bring your sleeping bag!

Guess whose back, back again...

Clear your calendars! Extremely John is honoring us with a visit on his way back home from the Brooks. I know you all will just be tripping over yourselves to get a piece of him so a major rager is in the works for Saturday Friday, Sept. 7th. My house is completely available, but if the majority wants it in Girdwood, offer up your house! Just know the Gaedekes will need to crash in it that night!

Fishing?

After the wedding we all headed up to Montana to float the Smith River. I did quite a bit of fishing, while everyone else worked hard on spooking all the fish away.

Saddlin' Up

After kayaking we headed down to Wyoming with the Girdwood gang to witness Kate and Dan gettin' hitched. They made it look good. Horses, Cowboy poets, guns, and drinking...

Way Back in June

Well it has been a while since I posted, so I figured I'd drop of a few pictures on everybody. Our summer started off with a two week paddle with my folks. It rained for the first 8 days and the temperature dropped down to 37 degrees... it was cold and great. The following week turned bright and beautiful.

Blueberry Daze

There was something special in the blueberries this summer at Iniakuk and Tiffany kept the pies coming or Max got a little crazy...

Is that a beaver?

After swimming in circles trying to locate the stick in his mouth, Duce headed for shore at Skilak Lake.

Is that velour?

This is Clarity Blue Partridge sporting a matching velour suit.

How many baby posts are we allowed? Proud parents might get a little carried away! We wish you all were here or we were there so you could snuggle her!

Big Baby Award

After seeing the beautiful picture of baby Adeline I thought we better update you on Miss Clarity Blue Partridge. She appears to have taken up a permanent residence in my belly. She is now one week overdue with no signs of coming out. I imagine we will see her by the time she wants to drive but I do hope she will come on out sometime before that.

I worry about her size! She just keeps growing which makes me cringe.

Send us good thoughts!

A New Schick in the Nest

Girdwood is so happy for you!

The last genuine Guiness

The last Guiness - gravity bar at the top of the guiness brewery, originally uploaded by katemohatt.

Last night we polished off the last dear drops of Paddy - so I guess its finally time to post the photos from the old country! Click on glass to view

Traditional Dance

Extremely John just sent this one down to us. Tiffany and I were preforming a tradition Brooks Range dance to bring in warm weather...as you know we danced a bit too well.